Mr. Hero and I have been in Arizona this week. We took a drive on up to Payson from Scottsdale on Saturday morning and were captivated by the majestic saguaros raising their arms underneath the Arizona desert sun, as Sting sung about jealous skies and fields of gold.
These cacti will hold their stately position for up to two hundred years if the frost doesn't bite them and if the vandals with their loaded guns, can keep their distance.
When fully hydrated, they can weigh as much as 4,800 pounds.
|saguaros along the Beeline hwy|
Mr. Hero shared a story that had been reported in the paper when he was a kid, shortly after his family moved to Phoenix in the early eighties. Apparently, a man and his friend decided to have a little fun in the desert taking shots at the protected plant. He was successful at bringing down a smaller saguaro and so he set his sites on a larger, much older one. Unfortunately for the vandal, the cactus didn't take too kindly to the attack and had it's revenge by falling on the man, impaling him to death.
I suppose the guy might have benefited from hearing a thing or two about karma.
|happy day- striking the cactus pose|